Sleep(less)

There’s a perfect dissonance in the chords,
Without words,
Off rhythm and off tempo…
It’s going to be a sleepless night.
And yet in what seems like a dream,
I hear voices amidst harmonies,  
Mixing and interweaving through my head as I lay in bed thinking about the loneliest hours.
 
I have no view of the moon through my window,  
But I’m absorbed by the sounds of the dark,
Waiting for the restful slumber,
My soul is lost in the specifics of nothing,
But I hear the chords again,
A slight chorus and then
Trailing off into the black,
Echoing in my ears with a resonance of distant thunder I imagine is calling me out.
 
If you’re out there,
Dream for me,  
I’m unable to enter the realm on this night,
Maybe my essence will travel like brainwaves and you’ll sense my presence by your side.
This beautiful chorus and chords
Are better than any words I can ever compose
Dissonant in the distance
As I am sleep(less) and lost in the dark.